Zhang Xi remembered that she was correcting the bug. Somehow she fell asleep. I don’t know how long it took. When she woke up, she was already lying on a strange big bed.
This is a large bed about three meters square. The plain bedding is a little messy. Looking up, this bedroom is about 50 square meters. The sunlight shines in from the high floor-to-ceiling windows and spreads the entire room through the white gauze curtains
Apart from a modernist painting hanging on the white walls in the room, there is no extra decoration, and it looks grand and high-end.
Zhang Xi habitually touched his phone at the head of the bed. The screen lit up, showing that it was 10:27 in the morning, but in the short moment before the phone was lit up, he discovered something that made his scalp numb!
The face reflected just now is strange and a little familiar!
He flipped his phone over and took a photo of the black glass panel at the back. Isn’t this the face of Dong Yuchen, the operation director of his company?
At the same time, at this moment, a large amount of extra memory poured into his mind, like a sponge sucking water all at once, and it was like watching a long soap opera in succession. He seemed to have experienced Dong Yuchen's life in an instant.
Lost my mother when I was young and was severely demanded by my father since I was a child. My first love was broken up by my father. I went to study alone abroad and carried the mission of taking over the Pangma Industry. In various companies under the family business, I relied on buying drunk and playing with women to release stress and lose consciousness.
Zhang Xi wiped the sweat from his forehead. He was very scared just now. He almost thought that his original consciousness would be covered by Dong Yuchen's consciousness, but fortunately, what was pouring into his mind was only memory itself, not the sensitive things such as ideals, emotions, and three views.
After calming down, he began to feel a little emotional. He turned out to be just a short and strong miserable programmer. He became a rich and handsome guy who was about to take over tens of billions of dollars in his family overnight.
I'm really worried... Zhang Xi scratched her head, and the corners of her mouth couldn't help but rise a little
Just as he was about to start reading the lewd and indecent clips of Dong Yuchen's hard drive, Dong Dong Dong Dong The bedroom door was gently knocked, and a sweet female voice lowered came in: Young Master, are you awake?
Isn't this? Zhang Xi was stunned for a moment and said: Come in
The door opened, and a beautiful young lady came in. Her fashionable chestnut-colored long wavy hair was slapped on one side, her face was beautiful and charming. A white shirt was tied around her waist, revealing her deep cleavage and a snow-greasy flat belly. She had two snow-white long legs under her short skirt, and her small feet were covered with rabbit slippers.
Looking at this young lady, Zhang Xi's mind flashed through her mind last night. She went home to drink and cry after being scolded by her father. Her knees and pillows were put into the bottom of her skirt and hugged her into the bedroom to tear her clothes... and then she was blurred because of her drunkenness.
Abominable fragment!
Zhang Xi cursed inwardly, but looking back, it's nothing. This young lady was Xiaoqi, a living assistant who was sent to her a few days ago. The one she had been pregnant by herself, and then her father hid in somewhere to give birth to a grandson for him.
Xiaoqi looked at the naked man on the bed staring at her in a daze. Her face turned red, she lowered her head shyly, but she trembled and looked at him as if there was nothing.
Young Master, that... the chairman seems to have something to come to you, no one answered the phone call. Xiao Qi said softly and softly
The keyword of the chairman suddenly made Zhang Xi feel energetic. He quickly picked up his phone. He didn't pay attention just now. Sure enough, there were several missed calls. It seemed that he had accidentally muted it. In addition, he was wearing a drunken buff and ejaculated buff, and he was not vibrating at all.
He was holding the phone but he was a little afraid to call back. This cheap father, Dong Guosheng, was the boss of his boss in his original heart. He was an unattainable existence for him, a little programmer. In Dong Yuchen's heart, he was even more a shadow of childhood, a nightmare of adolescence, and a mountain pressing on his life...
Young Master, why don’t you have breakfast first? I’ll go and heat it up for you? Xiaoqi asked, but she still looked at the phone in his hand, and was a little worried about whether she could complete the mission successfully.
You go, I'll call back now
Xiaoqi went out and brought the door with her. Zhang Xi gritted her teeth and dialed the phone out. Then she quickly connected, but there was no sound there.
Hello...Dad, do you have something to ask me for? Zhang Xi said timidly
When is this time? A strong and majestic voice came
Ten...thirteen:30?
After a brief silence, there was a swearing: I'm asking you about time? Are you a pig? Are you sleeping until now! Such a big incident happened in the company. You sleep at home, and sooner or later, my home will ruin you... Grass%￥*&￥
That... interrupt you, what big thing happened to the company? Zhang Xi asked weakly
Go and see it yourself! Hang up the phone there
Zhang Xi opened WeChat and looked at the company's executive group. There were thousands of unread messages. When he opened it, he found that it was discussing the follow-up handling of Comrade Zhang Xi's sudden death after working overtime...
Well, I really had no choice but to accept the bad life of the rich second generation ╮(╯▽╰)╭
He was also drunk when he watched a group of his previous leaders discussing how to deal with his dead person, and at the same time he had a wonderful sense of fun. It was not until his former boss, the company's CTO Lao Ji, came up with an idea to let the media promote Zhang Xi's poor ability and overestimate his ability to please his female colleagues, that he suddenly became angry!
With great perseverance, he resisted not sending out the words "Old Ji, Icao, your mother"
Turning off his phone, he suddenly didn't want to go to work, but recalling the fear of being dominated by Dong Guosheng, he still gritted his teeth and went to wash and dress. The clothes were worn by Xiao Qi, sister who helped him wear them. This corrupt capitalist life!
He lives in a high-rise duplex building near the core business district. When he came downstairs, a plate of love-shaped sandwiches and a cup of fragrant hot milk had been placed on the dining table. After breakfast, he and Xiaoqi took the elevator to the underground to pick up the car.
Since Zhang Xi had never taken the driver's license before, and the driving technology brought by memory could not be applied in practice for a while, he had only the excuse that he was afraid of being investigated for drunk driving and asked Xiao Qi to go to work by himself.
Sitting in the cool-looking sports car, half lying in the passenger seat, Yu Guang looked at Xiao Qi's side of her plump chest and her slender legs under her short skirt. He really wanted to get on and feel it, but he still couldn't get rid of his original mentality of a loser.
Forget it, it's all the flesh in your mouth, you can enjoy it any time
The two of them arrived at the company soon. When he took his little assistant into the largest conference room of the company with his relatives, a group of senior executives inside quickly calmed down the moment they saw him.
Most of these people knew his true identity and knew that he would not participate in this kind of discussion, so they quickly started the discussion just now, and consciously began to show their wisdom and competed to show off.
Zhang Xi felt bored and disgusted after hearing this for a while. It happened that it was lunch break. The CEO's secretary came in with a few large bags of fast food to everyone to distribute. Zhang Xi casually made an excuse and walked out with Xiaoqi sitting in the corner of the conference room.
When I came to the original development department's work area, there was no one at lunch break, so I couldn't feel it.
There are only a few overtime dogs who have been working for 996 years at the work station, and he has no heart to call people up and pretend in person.
Do I have any work arrangements today? Zhang Xi asked Xiaoqi, who has been following behind her honestly. She is an elite trained by the management training of the Dad Group headquarters. She graduated from a prestigious university and went to the hall to the kitchen. She can bring her writing to the world. She can unlock new postures. She can be both capable and capable.
In the afternoon, there is a tour schedule for the U2 project, whether to go or not. Xiaoqi is back
The U2 project is a high-end residential brand of the real estate company under the Zhangxi family group. He also holds a management position in the real estate company, but he is a so-called role that does not work hard.
Go and have a look, he thought for a while and said, it is better to go anywhere than to watch a group of people in the conference room and discuss his own funeral?
The two drove to a scenic garden-style complex in the suburbs. The villa area on the outer side has been built, while most of the high-rise buildings on the other side have not yet been capped, and there are constant harsh construction noises.
The people on the construction site had already received a notice from Xiaoqi waiting outside. A fat leader with a big head and a group of little brothers ran over to open the car door with a red safety helmet on his head, even looking a little small, and the elastic band below brought his plump chin into a deep fold.
Welcome President Yuchen to come and inspect. We have worked hard all the way! Big Head seems to be the person in charge of the construction unit. Zhang Xi has some impression of him. This construction unit is also controlled by Dong's Group. Big Head is a deputy general manager of the company.
After the meaningless greetings, Zhang Xi and Xiaoqi brought white safety helmets to the construction site, listening to the big head's report on work with emotion, but neither Zhang Xi nor Dong Yuchen had understood what he was saying at all. Instead, Xiaoqi listened carefully while remembering something quickly on the small notebook.
Zhang Xi nodded secretly, "If you have something to do, your secretary will do it, and if you have nothing to do, isn't this a traditional virtue of the Chinese nation?"
As he walked, a loud roar suddenly came from behind: Wang Peng, fuck you hurry up!
Zhang Xi was so scared that she was a sniper spirit. Her big head leading the way turned green and she shouted in a louder voice: Chen Fan, you are fucking blind, get away and shout!
The worker with a yellow hard hat turned his head and saw a group of leaders wearing red and white hard hats. He was so scared that he apologized quickly. Zhang Xi saw that he was still a child of seventeen or eighteen years old. He smiled and said it was okay, and stopped the big heads from the group of people who were reluctant to forgive him.
A group of people continued to move forward. Before they could take a few steps, Zhang Xi suddenly had an ominous premonition, and then he felt a severe pain in his head, and his eardrums roared, and his eyes were blood red. He didn't know anything about it in an instant.
……
This is a large bed about three meters square. The plain bedding is a little messy. Looking up, this bedroom is about 50 square meters. The sunlight shines in from the high floor-to-ceiling windows and spreads the entire room through the white gauze curtains
Apart from a modernist painting hanging on the white walls in the room, there is no extra decoration, and it looks grand and high-end.
Zhang Xi habitually touched his phone at the head of the bed. The screen lit up, showing that it was 10:27 in the morning, but in the short moment before the phone was lit up, he discovered something that made his scalp numb!
The face reflected just now is strange and a little familiar!
He flipped his phone over and took a photo of the black glass panel at the back. Isn’t this the face of Dong Yuchen, the operation director of his company?
At the same time, at this moment, a large amount of extra memory poured into his mind, like a sponge sucking water all at once, and it was like watching a long soap opera in succession. He seemed to have experienced Dong Yuchen's life in an instant.
Lost my mother when I was young and was severely demanded by my father since I was a child. My first love was broken up by my father. I went to study alone abroad and carried the mission of taking over the Pangma Industry. In various companies under the family business, I relied on buying drunk and playing with women to release stress and lose consciousness.
Zhang Xi wiped the sweat from his forehead. He was very scared just now. He almost thought that his original consciousness would be covered by Dong Yuchen's consciousness, but fortunately, what was pouring into his mind was only memory itself, not the sensitive things such as ideals, emotions, and three views.
After calming down, he began to feel a little emotional. He turned out to be just a short and strong miserable programmer. He became a rich and handsome guy who was about to take over tens of billions of dollars in his family overnight.
I'm really worried... Zhang Xi scratched her head, and the corners of her mouth couldn't help but rise a little
Just as he was about to start reading the lewd and indecent clips of Dong Yuchen's hard drive, Dong Dong Dong Dong The bedroom door was gently knocked, and a sweet female voice lowered came in: Young Master, are you awake?
Isn't this? Zhang Xi was stunned for a moment and said: Come in
The door opened, and a beautiful young lady came in. Her fashionable chestnut-colored long wavy hair was slapped on one side, her face was beautiful and charming. A white shirt was tied around her waist, revealing her deep cleavage and a snow-greasy flat belly. She had two snow-white long legs under her short skirt, and her small feet were covered with rabbit slippers.
Looking at this young lady, Zhang Xi's mind flashed through her mind last night. She went home to drink and cry after being scolded by her father. Her knees and pillows were put into the bottom of her skirt and hugged her into the bedroom to tear her clothes... and then she was blurred because of her drunkenness.
Abominable fragment!
Zhang Xi cursed inwardly, but looking back, it's nothing. This young lady was Xiaoqi, a living assistant who was sent to her a few days ago. The one she had been pregnant by herself, and then her father hid in somewhere to give birth to a grandson for him.
Xiaoqi looked at the naked man on the bed staring at her in a daze. Her face turned red, she lowered her head shyly, but she trembled and looked at him as if there was nothing.
Young Master, that... the chairman seems to have something to come to you, no one answered the phone call. Xiao Qi said softly and softly
The keyword of the chairman suddenly made Zhang Xi feel energetic. He quickly picked up his phone. He didn't pay attention just now. Sure enough, there were several missed calls. It seemed that he had accidentally muted it. In addition, he was wearing a drunken buff and ejaculated buff, and he was not vibrating at all.
He was holding the phone but he was a little afraid to call back. This cheap father, Dong Guosheng, was the boss of his boss in his original heart. He was an unattainable existence for him, a little programmer. In Dong Yuchen's heart, he was even more a shadow of childhood, a nightmare of adolescence, and a mountain pressing on his life...
Young Master, why don’t you have breakfast first? I’ll go and heat it up for you? Xiaoqi asked, but she still looked at the phone in his hand, and was a little worried about whether she could complete the mission successfully.
You go, I'll call back now
Xiaoqi went out and brought the door with her. Zhang Xi gritted her teeth and dialed the phone out. Then she quickly connected, but there was no sound there.
Hello...Dad, do you have something to ask me for? Zhang Xi said timidly
When is this time? A strong and majestic voice came
Ten...thirteen:30?
After a brief silence, there was a swearing: I'm asking you about time? Are you a pig? Are you sleeping until now! Such a big incident happened in the company. You sleep at home, and sooner or later, my home will ruin you... Grass%￥*&￥
That... interrupt you, what big thing happened to the company? Zhang Xi asked weakly
Go and see it yourself! Hang up the phone there
Zhang Xi opened WeChat and looked at the company's executive group. There were thousands of unread messages. When he opened it, he found that it was discussing the follow-up handling of Comrade Zhang Xi's sudden death after working overtime...
Well, I really had no choice but to accept the bad life of the rich second generation ╮(╯▽╰)╭
He was also drunk when he watched a group of his previous leaders discussing how to deal with his dead person, and at the same time he had a wonderful sense of fun. It was not until his former boss, the company's CTO Lao Ji, came up with an idea to let the media promote Zhang Xi's poor ability and overestimate his ability to please his female colleagues, that he suddenly became angry!
With great perseverance, he resisted not sending out the words "Old Ji, Icao, your mother"
Turning off his phone, he suddenly didn't want to go to work, but recalling the fear of being dominated by Dong Guosheng, he still gritted his teeth and went to wash and dress. The clothes were worn by Xiao Qi, sister who helped him wear them. This corrupt capitalist life!
He lives in a high-rise duplex building near the core business district. When he came downstairs, a plate of love-shaped sandwiches and a cup of fragrant hot milk had been placed on the dining table. After breakfast, he and Xiaoqi took the elevator to the underground to pick up the car.
Since Zhang Xi had never taken the driver's license before, and the driving technology brought by memory could not be applied in practice for a while, he had only the excuse that he was afraid of being investigated for drunk driving and asked Xiao Qi to go to work by himself.
Sitting in the cool-looking sports car, half lying in the passenger seat, Yu Guang looked at Xiao Qi's side of her plump chest and her slender legs under her short skirt. He really wanted to get on and feel it, but he still couldn't get rid of his original mentality of a loser.
Forget it, it's all the flesh in your mouth, you can enjoy it any time
The two of them arrived at the company soon. When he took his little assistant into the largest conference room of the company with his relatives, a group of senior executives inside quickly calmed down the moment they saw him.
Most of these people knew his true identity and knew that he would not participate in this kind of discussion, so they quickly started the discussion just now, and consciously began to show their wisdom and competed to show off.
Zhang Xi felt bored and disgusted after hearing this for a while. It happened that it was lunch break. The CEO's secretary came in with a few large bags of fast food to everyone to distribute. Zhang Xi casually made an excuse and walked out with Xiaoqi sitting in the corner of the conference room.
When I came to the original development department's work area, there was no one at lunch break, so I couldn't feel it.
There are only a few overtime dogs who have been working for 996 years at the work station, and he has no heart to call people up and pretend in person.
Do I have any work arrangements today? Zhang Xi asked Xiaoqi, who has been following behind her honestly. She is an elite trained by the management training of the Dad Group headquarters. She graduated from a prestigious university and went to the hall to the kitchen. She can bring her writing to the world. She can unlock new postures. She can be both capable and capable.
In the afternoon, there is a tour schedule for the U2 project, whether to go or not. Xiaoqi is back
The U2 project is a high-end residential brand of the real estate company under the Zhangxi family group. He also holds a management position in the real estate company, but he is a so-called role that does not work hard.
Go and have a look, he thought for a while and said, it is better to go anywhere than to watch a group of people in the conference room and discuss his own funeral?
The two drove to a scenic garden-style complex in the suburbs. The villa area on the outer side has been built, while most of the high-rise buildings on the other side have not yet been capped, and there are constant harsh construction noises.
The people on the construction site had already received a notice from Xiaoqi waiting outside. A fat leader with a big head and a group of little brothers ran over to open the car door with a red safety helmet on his head, even looking a little small, and the elastic band below brought his plump chin into a deep fold.
Welcome President Yuchen to come and inspect. We have worked hard all the way! Big Head seems to be the person in charge of the construction unit. Zhang Xi has some impression of him. This construction unit is also controlled by Dong's Group. Big Head is a deputy general manager of the company.
After the meaningless greetings, Zhang Xi and Xiaoqi brought white safety helmets to the construction site, listening to the big head's report on work with emotion, but neither Zhang Xi nor Dong Yuchen had understood what he was saying at all. Instead, Xiaoqi listened carefully while remembering something quickly on the small notebook.
Zhang Xi nodded secretly, "If you have something to do, your secretary will do it, and if you have nothing to do, isn't this a traditional virtue of the Chinese nation?"
As he walked, a loud roar suddenly came from behind: Wang Peng, fuck you hurry up!
Zhang Xi was so scared that she was a sniper spirit. Her big head leading the way turned green and she shouted in a louder voice: Chen Fan, you are fucking blind, get away and shout!
The worker with a yellow hard hat turned his head and saw a group of leaders wearing red and white hard hats. He was so scared that he apologized quickly. Zhang Xi saw that he was still a child of seventeen or eighteen years old. He smiled and said it was okay, and stopped the big heads from the group of people who were reluctant to forgive him.
A group of people continued to move forward. Before they could take a few steps, Zhang Xi suddenly had an ominous premonition, and then he felt a severe pain in his head, and his eardrums roared, and his eyes were blood red. He didn't know anything about it in an instant.
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